If I were alone, it would be difficult to say, I would only withdraw. But with more people, there's an opportunity. If I sensed the aura correctly, the strength difference between Martial Saint Heize and myself isn't too large.

Strictly speaking.

Both of us belong to the lower tier among the Ancient Saints. The era they lived in isn't far from now, and surviving to this present age involves a degree of luck. It's not just about being strong; some rare lucky ones might not need to be exceptionally powerful.

Martial Saint Heize and Martial Saint White Cloud exchanged glances but said nothing, merely stopped from a distance.

The Sword Embryo is still being condensed; it's unnecessary to act prematurely. Better to watch for now.

As they pondered.

Bolts of lightning flashed again, followed by thunderous sounds. However, the noise didn't come from the Heavenly Thunder refining the Sword Embryo, but from the other side, where large clusters of thunderclouds rolled in, accompanied by roaring sounds.

Upon seeing the man standing hands behind his back, with purple lightning patterns on his face, Martial Saint Heize and Martial Saint White Cloud changed their expressions.

"Thunderstorm Martial Saint!"

This man's reputation is much more prominent, on par with Red Sun Martial Saint. His Thunderous Technique, evolved from Wood Qi, is extremely renowned, evident from his unabashed aura.

He has already reached the Fourth Realm Martial Saint and likely isn't just a beginner in the Fourth Realm.

The expressions of the first two arriving Martial Saints turned somewhat bleak, as the further one progresses in the Martial Saint Realm, the greater the disparity becomes. It's not just the quality and quantity of spiritual power that differs, but after becoming a High Realm Martial Saint, the Five Elements Qi becomes more complete, surpassing previous augmentations.

For instance, the gap between a Fourth Realm Martial Saint and a Third Realm Martial Saint is much wider than between a Third Realm Martial Saint and a Second Realm Martial Saint.

Involuntarily.

The two Martial Saints moved closer, under pressure showing a tendency to form an alliance, otherwise competing with Thunderstorm Martial Saint would be impossible.

"What a treasure!" Thunderstorm Martial Saint eyed the Sword Embryo passionately, laughed loudly, completely disregarding the aura emitted by Blade Demon and the others.

Merely three First Realm Martial Saints at most indicate their good fortune.

Not worth considering.

His figure moved, intending to rush towards the Sword Embryo in the void.

But immediately.

He paused in mid-air, his pupils contracting.

Another powerful aura erupted, firmly locking onto him, as if any further step would be met with an unrelenting strike.

"A Fourth Realm Martial Saint. And judging by this aura and spiritual power, it seems even more formidable than mine." Thunderstorm Martial Saint gazed at the distant youthful Taoist, realizing he was prematurely joyful.

Martial Saint Heize and Martial Saint White Cloud were startled looking at Ning Qi, who unleashed his aura from afar.

Then felt somewhat relieved.

This Martial Saint Tianjian, able to suppress Red Sun Martial Saint, was surely not by chance, even though his name was previously unheard of. Now, it seems his foundation is profound, successfully breaking into the Fourth Realm Martial Saint upon spiritual awakening, truly extraordinary.

Ning Qi stood with hands behind his back, face indifferent:

"Gentlemen, this Sword Embryo belongs to my True Martial Sect. Withdraw now."

He spoke calmly, yet carried an undeniable authority.

The three in front are nothing significant, but judging from Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint's past actions, he seems to be keen on avoiding internal conflict among Martial Saints. Hence, Ning Qi showed some leniency, though should anyone insist on courting death, that's another matter.

These words, however, stirred hidden anger among the three Martial Saints.

This Martial Saint Tianjian was excessively arrogant!

Martial Saint Heize and his companion didn't want to be the ones to challenge him, yet Thunderstorm Martial Saint couldn't hold back. He sneered slightly, preparing to speak.

But a cold mocking voice echoed ahead:

"Hah! Upon spiritual awakening, treasures descended from the heavens, fit for the capable! You claim it's True Martial Sect's possession, but I say it flew here all the way from my Red Sun Sect. Since that's the case, hurry up and get out of my face!"

As the word "out" was spoken.

A strong murderous aura swept over, causing the void to tremble.

Everyone's eyes narrowed.

They saw the sun and moon shining together, two figures stepping into the void, their undisguised malice made all True Martial disciples change complexion.

The visitors were not friendly.

Taoist Longshan's face was slowly freezing.

He recognized the visitor's identity.

"Red Sun Martial Saint!"

The one who spoke was indeed him.

The three Martial Saints who arrived earlier also felt tense, not merely because of the Red Sun Martial Saint. Though he's powerful, it's not enough to make them so wary. What truly concerns them is the graceful woman beside him.

"Greetings, Martial Saint Ziyue." The three actively greeted.

This one is no ordinary figure. Even among Ancient Saints, she's undoubtedly top-tier. They had no doubt that she's at least a Fourth Realm Martial Saint nearing Perfection, possibly even stepping into the Fifth Realm!

The icy woman nodded indifferently, then looked at Ning Qi coldly, the killing intent in her gaze condensating:

"Is it you who used despicable means to seize my brother's secret treasure?"

Ning Qi appraised the woman across him.

Her aura was indeed strong.

The Five Elements Perfection seemed imminent, indicating she's stepped into the Fifth Realm Martial Saint circle, yet he remained undaunted. His present self far surpassed his past; though he's in the Fourth Realm, he cannot be equated to a typical Fourth Realm.

Ning Qi said nothing, merely looked at Red Sun Martial Saint with indifferent eyes, even faintly mocking - Red Sun Martial Saint fumed, feeling as if those eyes said, "A useless thing, needing a woman to reclaim face?"

Red Sun Martial Saint took a deep breath, a sinister smile on his face:

"I want to see, who can help you today!"

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